Mr Jones and me stumbled through the barrio and we look at the beautiful way man

staring right back at me we don't want to be big stars don't know how don't know and I maintain

maintain that August and everything after it was the best record that was made post 1990 and come at me on that so many

hits on it dude hey politicians stop fucking emailing me and texting me for money.

Dude, the reason why anyone's voting for anybody is because they want more money back in

their bank account.

Why would we give you money? That's the antithesis.

I want to start texting back. I want you to give me money. That's the whole thing. I need you to give me money not me give you money not me give you money you give me money

Not me give you you give me I don't have you have millions, rich friends, you give me.

You get your rich friends to do it, not me.

I poor, okay?

I gotta be honest with you, the more that you ask, the one that I don't want to vote for you.

It's a tight race we need a little bit extra. I don't care. I say you problem. I didn't have me problem.

Hey bro, my life's been a tight race all right? It's been a tight race, you know, come April 15th every year.

It's a tight race at the end of the month when I got a lot of bills. You don't see me texting you saying hey it's a tight it's a

tight race with the electric company but your donation of 42 dollars really could

help change the tide. I think not, yeah fuck. You give me, I don't give you. Okay?

Not the dog, ah!

$42. You gotta be fucking kidding me, my guy. It's been a tough couple of years.

And you want me to give my hard-earned money so you can put fucking more commercials on?

No, I don't think so at all.

Why don't you pay me to make a commercial on my social media?

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